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Chapter I: Henry Higgins Revisited I pushed the gas pedal down. “I see why men love driving. You’re this small clot of flesh and blood. But put this fragile clot inside a chassis of steel, add several hundred horsepower, and you are in business.” Sarah threw her head back. “Meep, meep!” I stole a quick glance at Sarah. She was in her husband’s body, which was slowly winning a pyrrhic victory against prostate cancer. She looked haggard in the borrowed flesh. But beneath the emaciation, there was a glow of joy. Maybe it was her smile. “You know, being in our husband’s body is ...

Hello, Soul Swappers! I’ve decided to create a short story series that runs parallel to the mainline of my BH Wrencher’s Bodies series: behold the “Side Swaps.” This inaugural adventure tells the story of macho Guthlaf Olsen’s rather unexpected swap with Dr. Janet Scoresby. Enjoy. And if you do, I’ll write more.

Hi, there. I’m Helen’s sister. You know, the one who was serving her mission in Thailand. The one who sent her the dragon statue. Yup. It’s all my fault. I’m not going tell you how I got the statue, or what happened between me and my companion. That’s for another ebook. But what I am telling you is this: I’m an RM, and ... ...and I’m still single. Come on, you know why singlehood happens. We’re all born single, and it takes effort to get married. And sometimes you best efforts yield nothing. You’re just left with a heart full of smoke and wind. And that’s what happened ...

“It's not fair!” she protested. He hands were in tiny balls. Her knuckles white. Dr. Pike Wilder's face was cold, almost bronzelike. But his eyes were golden whirlpools, dynamic and hypnotic. “Dottie …” “I said I'm not Dottie. I'm her sister Maddie. We switched bodies.” Dr. Pike's face showed no reaction. His voice rose a level, taking an assertive tone. “We've checked your biometrics—fingerprints, DNA, dental records.” Her eyes flashed, nostrils were flared and her breathing shallow and quick. “But what about my soul-metrics? Have you analyzed my soul?” “That is ...

It was supposed to be a nice working vacation for B. H. Wrencher. Visit LA, see the sights, enjoy the sun, and try to figure out what his experiences with swapping bodies with Big Momma Jane meant. But a quick nap under a friendly tree started a chain of events that led him into armed conflict with North Koreans, who wanted this body-swapping technology for themselves.

BOOK 2 OF THE SERIES CHAPTER I. Yup. I'm still in her body. Now, before I begin, I have been thinking about something. You know, the so-called ontological shock that would happen when a man suddenly turns into a woman. Specifically, why didn't I suddenly go insane? I really don't know. But I'm glad I didn't—right? Let me explain, or hypothesize. I'm a paralegal, not a head-shrink, so I have no idea. One reason may be because in order to survive, I've had to adapt. You know, cruddy apartments, rejection from colleges and society, taking a series of dead-end jobs just to survive. That kind ...

After a hit-and-run car crash, Caitlyn's life is put on hold. Her broken leg refuses to heal, and she is questioning her future career plans as a doctor. She realizes the only way forward is to find out what happened, who hit her and left her to die, and—most importantly—who was at fault. She dusts off her (very average) hacking skills, and enlists the help of Thomas Dean, a former cop turned PI, and a permanent wheelchair user after a spinal cord injury. He hopes he still has what it takes to get the job done.

A grisly collection of despicable crimes told by some of the world's best writers.

Meet Mallory Caine. Attorney at law. Zombie at large. She's not like those "Living Dead" losers you see in the movies. She doesn't slobber, drool, or lurch - she's smart, stylish, and sexy. Sure, she's a zombie and a lawyer but, hey, a girl's got to eat. When Mallory's not in the courtroom, going head to head with her ex-boyfriend, killer-prosecutor Aaron Argula, she's in the seedy streets of Hollywood, hunting brain after brain. That is, until some psycho starts hunting zombie after zombie...

Ponder this: Your wife gets the lauds and kudos, and finally a chance to make it big in Washington DC. But you, year after year, get the short end of the stick—and that in the rear-end. Your life is spent crawling in the shadows of your wife's success. What ends will you take to even the score? In this horror story of love, passion, rivalry, body-swapping, and ultimately revenge, we confront the dark side of human existence, at its grizzly worst.

The 1930s. Art deco. Jazz. Flappers. And disaster. On their first anniversary, Ward and Mattie accidentally swap bodies. But this is to be expected when Ward horsed around with the scientific equipment at his lab. But will they be able to swap back , seeing they are hoplessy drunk?

1. "The Mysterious Card" by Cleveland Moffett 2. "The Card Unveiled" by Cleveland Moffett 3. "The Problem of the Five Marks" by Melville Davisson Post 4. "A Terribly Strange Bed" by Wilkie Collins 5. "The Gold Bug" by Edgar Allan Poe 6. "Who Killed Charlie Winpole" by Ernest Bramah 7. "The Comedy at Fountain Cottage" by Ernest Bramah 8. "The Secret of the Smoked Spectacles" by William Le Queux 9. "The Hair" by A. J. Alan 10. "The Haunted Dolls’ House" by M. R. James, and many more....

What's worse than killing a cop? Eating him afterwards. Which is exactly what happened to a Los Angeles County sheriff in the office of one noted Los Angeles lawyer. Now Mallory Caine, zombie at law, faces the toughest trial of her life - her own - since she's the prime suspect.

With their parents away on a month-long cruise to Cancún, Kjell was looking forward to a dream summer vacation. But when his sister Eyja and her friend Cady casts a spell over him, turning him into a woman, his plans are shattered. Will he able to get his body back, iron out his relationship with his sister's friend, and what happens when the high priestess discovers that Eyja and Cady have been abusing magic?

Chapter I: Unmasking the heart I opened my eyes wide. Well, my wife’s eyes wide. “So you’re not really my sister-in–law Sarah?” She shook her head, her frizzy hair bobbed back and forth. “Nope. It’s me, Sam.” “Okay, I’ll fess up. I’m Brian.” I curtsied. (Pretend you didn’t just read that last sentence.) He nodded, then looked away at the other women. I cocked my head. “The saying is ‘boys will be boys,’” I said drolly, “But in our case, it’s ‘boys will be girls.’” I looked at the other women filing into the cultural hall. We two were in the foyer....

The “best two years”—in your companion's body? *** I turned to Sarah, and as I burped Marlene, I asked, “You know Sarah, you’ve never told us the first story.” “What first story?” She asked, shuffling the cards. “The first time you and your companion swapped bodies. In your letter, you said that the statue helped you and your companion work things out.” I nodded. “BFF. Right?” She leaned back in her chair, and looked at Sam. He put his hand on her knee and gently rubbed it. “You tell it.” “Okay.” She set the pile of cards down, and leaned back into her chair.

Brian and Helen are at it again. This time, after a family home evening lesson on the priesthood gets Helen thinking, she and her sister Sarah decide to crash a stake priesthood meeting in their husband’s bodies. With madcap hi-jinks, and probing doctrinal questions and answers, this book with both reaffirm faith, give you a laugh, and help understand the nature of men, women, and the priesthood.

Whenever your time machine begins to smell like this, you know you are in trouble. The readouts went blank, then dimly flickered several times. He ran a diagnostic sweep, but the screen merely flashed blue. Hours in the time machine simualtor made his movement instinctive, but no amount of training would reboot the computer in time. Or save him from the malfunctioning time machine. He wiped his brow, and began muttering to himself. Saint Eligius, protect me!

BRIAN AND HELEN ARE AT IT AGAIN! THIS TIME, IT'S CHRISTMAS Chapter II: Once More From The Top So how did it happen? We were decorating for Christmas—you know, decking the halls with boughs of holly and ivy, the wreaths. And you wanted to put the green dragons by the crèche. I was thankful we were in our right bodies. Plus ... Maybe instead of swapping bodies with me, you should have swapped bodies with an adult. You’re saying you are not an adult? That’s not what I meant. But as a kid, Brian put his Yoda action figure in the crèche. Yup. Yoda was the wisest of the wise men. And ...

It’s a long road to Portugal, especially for missionary Elder Ross Wrencher—geek, MCU fan, and Gamma World war-gamer. But things took a turn for the worse when he accidently swaps bodies with Olympian swimmer and fellow missionary Sister Signe Hagen. Will these two be able to swap back, before the APs and mission president catch on?